Wang Zi'an didn't know that he had been labeled a procrastinator by these bosses.
He was drinking wine and chatting aimlessly with them.
"When you go back, remember to tell the emperor that I want to move the potatoes to my farm - I will do it tomorrow. Otherwise, hundreds of people will be stationed in the village, which will affect everyone's life too much..."
Wang Zi'an said, glancing at Li Shimin who pretended that it was none of his business.
In the end, it's all this guy's fault. He's just planting potatoes. He insists on making a big show of it, which makes people speechless.
"As long as you prepare the greenhouse and ensure that there will be no problems with the potatoes, I guess it won't be a big problem—"
Li Shimin took a sip of wine happily and took another chopstick of mutton.
Crispy and delicious, leaving a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth.
I don't care about the greenhouse, and I can't do it anyway.
Wang Zi'an didn't bother to argue with him about these little thoughts. Anyway, the greenhouse was built in his farm.
Well, you can also use your own farm as a test field, and transfer some capable personnel who are proficient in mulberry farming from the Ministry of Industry to plant it well for yourself - ahem, lead everyone to conduct research together, and strive for life to increase the grain output of Datang - —
Sure enough, when Wang Zian mentioned this, everyone supported him on the spot.
Li Shimin patted his chest and reassured the prince.
"Zian, don't worry, I will fight for you on this matter. You know, I can speak to His Majesty now -"
Wang Zi'an immediately burst into laughter.
Damn you, you're addicted to acting. Aren't you afraid of the day when the company dies and you have no place to hide?
"Okay, then I'll get some glass later, build a greenhouse on a few acres of land, and grow some fruits and vegetables—ahem, mainly to grow potatoes..."
A group of people rolled their eyes wildly.
But they are all smart people who know what's interesting, and they don't expose him. They don't have to plant their own seeds, and they can just follow him - why not do it anyway.
The atmosphere at the wine table was great.
Now that Wang Zi'an's mansion is right next to the imperial city, everyone doesn't have to worry about being unable to return home after closing the city gate, so they can drink more freely than usual.
However, a few people were having a great time drinking.
Just then I heard that the disciples came to report that Ma Zhou and Li Yifu had arrived.
Wang Zi'an raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise. Speaking of which, these cheap students of his had not been hanging around under his nose for a few days.
"Let them come directly—"
As soon as Ma Zhou and Li Yifu entered the living room, they were slightly startled. Then they held the scrolls in their hands and stepped forward to greet them.
"Student Ma Zhou (Li Yifu), I have met sir, I have met all the elders..."
Although Ma Zhou was the manager of Cheng Mansion, he had been working under Cheng Ying'er and did not know Cheng Yaojin personally. He only thought that he was a friend of his master, so he did not come forward to greet him.
Are these the two students of Zian?
Li Shimin and others couldn't help but secretly pay attention, and looked at the two young people in front of them calmly.
He heard Li Chengqian mention the two of them more than once, and knew that they were the disciples that Wang Zian had officially accepted.
The older one, about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, has a thin face and a thin body. He is wearing a slightly worn gown, with a shiny wine gourd hanging around his waist. He looks relaxed and relaxed. Wild and uninhibited.
There is no mistake, this should be Ma Zhou who was praised by Zi An as a talented prime minister and assistant.
The other one was a little younger, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a Imperial Imperial College gown, with a childish complexion and slightly thick lips. Standing there, smiling before saying anything, he was naturally a bit honest and simple.
This is probably Li Yifu.
Well, Li Yifu is a warm and honest person.
Li Shimin took a closer look and nodded slightly. This is a talent recognized by Zian, and he must have merit. If he can pass the imperial examination this time, he can be promoted and put to use.
At this time, he was already in a drunken state, and he glanced at the two of them with drunken eyes. Seeing that the two people were busy with work and looked tired, they didn't ask any questions at the moment and casually pointed to the empty seat next to them.
"You're here just in time, let's sit down together -"
The two of them knew Wang Zi'an's temper and were not modest. First, he respectfully congratulated his husband on being granted the title of Marquis and moving to a new house, and then he made a bow and sat down with his buttocks crouched.
As he sat down, he carefully put the scroll aside.
Li Shimin glanced at the scroll they put down, paused slightly with the wine glass in his hand, and asked calmly.
"Are you guys preparing the papers? Are you preparing to participate in next year's Spring Festival?"
"Sir, you really have a keen eye,——"
Ma Zhou just picked up the chopsticks, then put them down after hearing this, bowing slightly, with a bitter smile on his thin face.
"I feel ashamed to say that although students have been running around recently, looking at the door to submit papers, but - all the papers are like mud in the sea, without any response, I am afraid this year will be hopeless again..."
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. He kept his head down, drank wine and ate food, and said no more.
Watching the door and submitting papers?
What roll to submit?
How come you haven't taken the exam yet, and you look like a disgraced person who is about to fail?
Wang Zi'an looked over with some confusion.
Li Yifu saw Prince An Zui looking over with hazy eyes, a look of honesty and shame appearing on his face at the right time.
"Senior Brother Bin Wang, why should you be so downhearted? You have a great talent and will definitely go to high school next year. On the contrary, my younger brother is less talented and less educated. I am afraid that your work will be in vain and it will humiliate the teacher's face..."
What a shame. You want me to take action.
The prince curled his lips nonchalantly.
This bitch has lost his honest and honest face.
However, now he was really curious about what Ma Zhou meant by Xingjuan. So, raise your eyebrows slightly.
“What is a line scroll and why is it needed?”
Li Shimin, Fang Xuanling and others immediately understood that this brat was dissatisfied with Xing Juan, right?
Look at this weird thing!
Ma Zhou and Li Yifu couldn't help but feel ashamed. Their husbands must have disliked them for being embarrassed...
But if you ask a question, you dare not refuse to answer it.
Ma Zhou had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and cupped his hands with a wry smile.
"The so-called scrolls are to frame the poems and articles that you were quite proud of in the past and deliver them to the doors of various dignitaries. If you can catch the attention of the nobles and say a few nice words in front of others, it will be a great help... "
Understand, this is how candidates advertise themselves before the exam!
Look at the imperial examinations of the Tang Dynasty, which put these candidates in a difficult position. If their families were really poor, they might not even be able to pay for the examination papers——
There are so many powerful and wealthy families in Chang'an. If they were to vote in one by one, the cost of mounting the scroll would probably not be a small amount.
Wang Zi Anqian squinted his eyes and glanced at Li Shimin, Fang Xuanling and others without leaving any trace, with a strange look on his face.
"This imperial examination is quite interesting. Instead of looking at the answer sheets, you have to read these messy papers? In this case, it's a crappy test. You can just find someone to write a few articles for you and submit papers everywhere... "
